5:45, Tuesday, April 21, 2020
I am guilty
Guilty as charged
For even I
Have a guilty heart
I don't love you
Not like you love me
All I really wanted
Was to be happy
I didn't want
A hand to hold
A shoulder to cry on
Or someone whose bold
I was being selfish
Now look at me
Drowning in my own thoughts
And my own misery
Just when happiness
Had found it's way in
I pushed it back out
With a guilty conscience
I don't what to say
Or what to do
All I know
Is I'm stuck with you
I'm stuck with you
Till I find a way out
Till I find a way
A way you won't pout
A way your fragile heart won't break
A way that leaves a gentle wake
And a way to get rid
Of my guilty heart 💔
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A/N:
This is just some of my feelings I'm currently having.
Any advice?
Probably not.
Thanks for reading my story though😊❤️
I love you so much for that!
- Love, Torie
P.S. but like seriously though, any advice you guys could give me would be very much appreciated!!
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